I spent the last two hours staring at blank space. It felt the same. I felt the same. It felt like nothing changed. I was okay.
But I couldn't get it out of my head. This body, two hours ago, was limbless, eyeless, covered in bruises and scars and blood. And yet now, there wasn't even a scar visible.
Who was he?
What was he?
And why did he come for me?
It felt like a nightmare. If I wake up, everything before would go away.
" I feel melancholic." I said to the space.
" Ichi-nii! Wake up!"
I was awake two hours ago. I am awake two hours later.
" Ok."
I got up and started to walk towards the door, to the bathroom, to a mirror placed upon a sink that I do not wish to see.
I'm going to do this quick, I'm not going to look at the mirror.
Hell must have damned me.
I couldn't blame anyone, not even myself. It was instinct, it was what every single human on Earth would had done.
As I looked into the mirror, I didn't see me.
No orange hair,
No brown eyes,
No,
Nothing.

"Hello..." it smirked.
His face appeared in the mirror.
" Why are you here?"
" Foolish..." He turned away and made a face before returning to meet mine. " I am you, you know that."
" No, I don't."
" What?" Its voice turned cold, piercing cold.
" You dare lie... To me?"

Wrong move... What do I do now?
Speak. Explain to him.
Close my eyes. Zoom out.
The door lock. Run.
I like option three.

I sprinted away from the bathroom. As I step out, the hallway shifted into an utter black void. "You... Can't escape." It, he, whatever it is, smiled. "You are insane." I shouted.
" I suppose... yes."
Just two hours ago, it was dark.
I was scared, I never felt immobilized before.
" Stop it."
" Well, to be honest with you... You can't stop darkness."
"Leave me alone!"
"A wish not wise. I wouldn't stay alone in a void if I was you."

"You're not willing."
"I thought you never noticed." I looked at him in disgust.

He looked awful. Black swirls covering his body like tattoos, but the darkness shifted every second. One second it was on his neck, the next it swirled over his forearm. Wicked smile. Illogical colours of eyes. Long white hair that was slightly spiky. I guess he wasn't naked, given the fact that he was wearing something like a long loincloth that reached his ankles, black in colour, as usual. That was the worst part, his feet. It wasn't what I would call feet. It was like a dinosaur that ran. That was his feet, five sharp nail like claws, and another protruding from the back of his ankle.
Disgusting.

"Look at yourself." A wave of metallic substance splashed before me. I looked down.
Sweat trickled my face.
What am I?
I don't look like me at all.
I look like him.
The only difference is, my hair was orange, my feet was normal, and I had filed teeth running along one side of my mouth to my jaw joint.
" You are me. Yet you won't accept the fact that we are linked. Don't you get it? We are together. We are one."

" No we're not! Stop it will you? I'm not playing any I-am-you-presto-you-are-me games anymore! You lost your mind or something?
"I can see you lost yours."
"I hate you."
"I can see that too."

"I'm going to ask you again. Who are you?"
"Darkness."
"What am I?"
"Human."
"So what is linked between us?"
"Power."

I could swear-to-god punched him. He didn't technically answer my question, but opened up a rip into space of infinite, new questions.
My brain's had enough of torture for a day.
"Are you confused?"
"Might be a miracle if I wasn't."
He sighed.
I could hear him chanting.
Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool. Fool.

"What power?"
"You don't see it. But you have it."
"What. Is. My. Power?" I said sternly this time.
"I am afraid I can't answer your question."
"So you don't know my powers?"
"Then why did you do this to me?"
"I believe the term 'do this' is incorrect. I simply cursed you."

It wasn't until now I realized there was saltwater streaming down my face. Crying.
I hate crying. I've cried too much today.

Cursed, for no reason logically acceptable.
Cursed, for the sake of its fun.
Cursed, and a curse that could never be reversed.
I knelt down. My long hair that wasn't there covered my face.

I want to scream.
I want to shout.
Cursed.
Cursed.

I want to hold onto something. Something living. I want to squeeze the life out of that something.
I want to kill.
I want eternal damnation.
I want darkness to die.
I want everything to die.
Unfairness.
Unfair.